Chapter 51 The Soul-Calling Ghost
Chapter 51 The Soul-Calling Ghost
That night.
In the temple in the south of the city.
A plume of black smoke slowly wafted out of the donation box.
"Woo-"
A chilling wind swept through, accompanied by the mournful cries of ghosts.
Inside the main hall, several monks who were chanting sutras suddenly stopped, their eyes turning to the donation box beneath the Buddha statue.
The monks were dumbfounded when they saw the donation box emitting black smoke.
In particular, the head abbot, an old monk, stared blankly at the donation box emitting black smoke, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Weird?"
The old monk was stunned.
No, which little devil is so audacious as to show up directly in a Buddhist holy site?
And this happened in front of a Buddha statue, it's practically a slap in the face.
It should be noted that Buddhist temples are very popular and have abundant blessings.
Most supernatural beings dare not set foot in such a place.
I never expected a little devil to deliver himself to my door today. Is he tired of living?
"Abbot?"
The other monks looked at the black smoke with surprise and uncertainty.
The abbot shook his head and raised his hand to stop him: "Just watch, maybe this little devil doesn't want to live anymore, so he's coming here to commit suicide."
"..."
Upon hearing this conversation, the black smoke suddenly stopped.
Because that strange creature clearly sensed something was wrong.
The place I came from was wrong; the surroundings were filled with a strong, dense aura of willpower.
This is the power of Buddhist incense offerings and vows.
"hiss!!"
When that eerie figure clearly saw the situation, he immediately gasped in shock.
The black smoke was sucked back into its mouth.
stunned.
This is a Buddhist temple.
"Uh... um, would you believe me if I said I came to the wrong place?"
He spoke hesitantly, his voice trembling with unease.
"Amitabha! You demon, do you think this old monk would believe you?"
The old monk clasped his hands together, a faint golden light gleaming in his eyes.
He stared with imposing authority at the black smoke floating above the donation box.
Inside was a twisted, grotesque thing—the very ghost that claimed lives.
This thing, in fact, uses ghost money, which is used to claim lives, as a medium to harm people.
Unexpectedly, today my own medium of ghost money was thrown into the donation box of a Buddhist temple.
Who on earth is causing this trouble? They have no sense of public morality whatsoever.
The vengeful ghost was terrified, but it blurted out whatever came to mind.
"You old bald monk, don't think I'm afraid of you."
Its first words are threats.
The old monk grinned, yanked his robe, and roared, "You little monster, how dare you be so presumptuous! Today, this old monk will deliver you from this world."
"Amitabha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint golden light burst forth from the old monk's hands.
The black smoke hissed as it retreated, accompanied by a series of screams.
"Ah...you old bald monk, you dare?"
The black smoke twisted and grotesque, and the vengeful ghosts within let out mournful roars.
"Humph!"
The old monk opened his palms and struck out at the black smoke.
Bang~~!
A powerful force erupted, dispersing the black smoke.
Then, the Buddha statue emitted a faint golden light, which illuminated the ghostly figure within the black smoke, causing it to hiss and emit bluish smoke.
"what..."
"Spare me, spare me—"
The black smoke evaporated, and the vengeful ghost inside was roasted to ashes.
The poor vengeful ghost was wiped out instantly.
"Just an avatar?"
The old monk frowned slightly and snorted coldly, "These little monsters are truly courting death. If I encounter them again, I will definitely perform a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife."
The scene before them was captured clearly by a security camera at the main entrance.
... ...
"Interesting, this is really interesting."
Inside the villa, Su Ming, who witnessed this scene firsthand, was quite surprised.
Unexpectedly, the temple he chose actually housed several Buddhist martial artists.
Yes, he could tell at a glance that the old monk was a martial artist, and that his own Buddhist martial arts skills were quite good.
He is at least a master at the peak of the acquired realm, half a step into the innate realm, but the Buddhist martial arts he learned have a great killing power against the strange.
"It seems that the world is far more interesting than I imagined."
Su Ming's lips curled into a smile.
This world is not only filled with the bizarre, but also with various powerful martial artists and cultivators.
He wondered what level of strange creatures he could deal with now that he was at the peak of the Grandmaster realm.
"This world is too dangerous."
After thinking for a long time, Su Ming decided not to go out.
I always feel that the world is dangerous, so it's best to stay home as much as possible.
Since I have plenty of food and clothing, and I'm not short of women, I might as well go out less to avoid bringing back any dirty things.
"Let's put the investigation into Number 18 and the others on hold for now. They shouldn't blame me."
Su Ming muttered something to himself, just as he was about to rest.
"Master, the robot's program is corrupted."
Just then, Ahri came to report the situation.
"Huh?" Su Ming asked in surprise, "You just said that the robot we sent out had a broken program?"
"Yes Master."
Ahri explained simply, "On the way back, it seems we were attacked by something, and the program crashed and we can't make any contact."
Do you know the exact location?
Su Ming had a vague feeling that it was probably related to the vengeful ghost.
Damn it, we have to fix this.
Even a robot's program was burned out, probably due to some kind of bizarre sabotage.
"It's right on the mountain road."
Ahri retrieved the last surveillance footage to confirm the location.
Su Ming immediately stood up and instructed, "You guard the house, I'll go check the situation."
"Good host."
Ah Li nodded obediently and saw Su Ming out the door.
After leaving the villa, Su Ming took to the air and used his lightness skill combined with his telekinesis to fly directly to the location where the robot had the accident.
It was a winding mountain road; the accident happened on the way back.
It was late at night, and if Su Ming hadn't relied on his powerful telekinetic abilities, he probably wouldn't have wanted to go out.
But there's no way around it; my robot absolutely cannot fall into the wrong hands.
Whoever causes him trouble, he must eliminate them and bring the robot back.
Whoosh~~!
In the darkness, a figure soared through the air and disappeared.
About ten minutes later, Su Ming arrived at the scene of the incident.
The small car driven by the robot had already overturned into the ravine.
The entire vehicle was badly damaged, and a person was slumped over in the driver's seat.
This is the robot that was sent out to process the ghost money.
The robot is now disabled; its program has been corrupted and it cannot be activated.
"It's broken indeed."
Su Ming went up to check the robot and found that its program chip was indeed broken, and it was burned out.
It is likely that the chip was attacked by some force, causing the internal program to crash and be destroyed.
A faint trace of strange gas remained on the robot's chip.
This gas smells just like the ghost money released by a vengeful spirit.
"Very well, you vengeful ghost, you have found your way to death."
Su Ming snorted and put the robot away.
Finding the robot is all that matters; we can't let anyone else get it.
The next step is to find the true form of the vengeful spirit and destroy it completely.
"Come on, let me see where you are."
Su Ming continued scanning, using his mental power to sense the aura of the vengeful spirit again and again.
Based on the lingering chilling aura at the scene, he finally tracked down the location of the vengeful spirit.
"Got you."
He opened his eyes, revealing a chilling killing intent.
"You vengeful spirit, I'm coming! Are you ready?"
Su Ming chuckled and leaped forward, flying swiftly towards the target's location.
Soon after, Su Ming was surprised to see a small village below.
This small village is actually the village mentioned in the distress call on the 18th.
Su Ming looked in surprise at a stone tablet erected at the entrance of the small village.
Three bright red characters were written on it.
Shidong Village!
Su Ming walked towards the village entrance, seemingly lost in thought.
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